As Kate raised the barrel to be parallel with the animal's head, more grunting could be heard and seconds later, two small baby boars appeared from behind the larger one.
"Oh, no." Kate whined quietly, dropping the gun back down to her side. There was absolutely no way she was killing a mother. It was hope that good things do happen on this island, despite their inclination to attack Sawyer. As she thought about it more, she considered the idea that he might actually have been the one causing the problem. Sawyer probably frightened the babies or stepped inside their wallow.
"Hey." She smiled softly, crouching down to be on the same level as the three brown animals. They weren't exactly the cutest things in the world, but it didn't matter. Kate didn't exactly expect to become Ms. Doolittle, but they scampered away as soon as she moved. She smiled again and stood back up, tucking the gun into her waistband.
When she returned to the beach, Sawyer was far from impressed.
"Kate!" He exclaimed. "Aside from wanting my safety, I'm also damn hungry."
"I'll catch you some fish." She shrugged happily, skipping along to the waters edge. "C'mon, Sawyer. Have some compassion."
"Compassion, my ass." He grumbled, gingerly pulling himself to his good food and hopping over to join Kate. "You shouldn't have thought about it so much, Freckles. It was just a boar and we could've had three of 'em for dinner."
"Let's just drop it, yeah? We have plenty to eat and if you don't go into the jungle then there's no problem."
"There is a problem!" He yelped, stumbling forwards and wrapping his arms around Kate's shoulders in order to stay upright. "That brown-haired beast attacked me in my tent too."
"I'll protect you, you big baby." Kate laughed, slowly turning around so that his arms were still resting around her shoulders, but their faces were together.
"If it happens again, you'll be the one to blame." Sawyer smirked, bringing a hand around to brush back some of her curls that had fell forwards. "Thanks for trying, Freckles."
"You're welcome, Sawyer." She sighed softly. "How's your foot feeling?"
"I'm trying to forget about it." He glanced down for a moment but shot his gaze straight back to Kate. "My lips could do with some lovin', if you're up for it?"
"Yeah." She smiled, leaning forward and brushing a soft kiss across his still partially open lips.
"Tease." He chuckled, "Could've told me you were going to do that. A man needs to prepare."
Again, without warning, Kate's lips met his, but for a longer period of time. "Next time you can give me no warning."